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a silly muzan x kimetsu gakuen headcanon

i like the idea of muzan as an antagonist in the kimetsu gakuen au on the account of him being a progressive politician who is against the LDP. and he's really only against the ubuyashiki family – who are his distant cousins – because they come from the same line of old money from which he was disowned (and his name struck out of the will, a la paris hilton lmao).

thereafter, muzan had to work his way to the top (often through unscrupulous and underhanded means and leaning into his ties with the yakuza) and became a politician in order to introduce legislature that would increase state intervention (hence the "take over japan" thing). so for all his fancy cars and suits, he considers himself a self-made man.

none of this actually makes any sense if you think about it too closely lol but it's a fun thought nonetheless.

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Sephiroth study I did weeks ago ✨

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Part of a bigger illustration (but I finished this part and I wanted to post it 👀)

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“If…” 高校教師三っちゃん

「下校時刻とっくに過ぎてるぞ

お前、また俺のこと待ってたのか？」

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we absolutely need more movies, tv shows, and books, etc, that do not try to soften female villains by justifying their actions as that of a wife, mother, daughter, or sister protecting their near and dear. make them despicable; make them sociopathic. i want them to be unsympathetic and irredeemable; i want them to be bad not because of anyone or anything, but for themselves only.

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i do believe all hijikatas have a legal obligation to be hot regardless of which work they're in

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when i said i giggled and kicked my feet in the air after seeing this image – y'all! i love the both of them so much! sei shōnagon's relationship with tadanobu is one of my favourite parts of the pillow book; they have such fantastic banter and chemistry with one another, and i'm so glad to see first summer uika and kanada satoshi translate that into the drama series.

this part of the book where shōnagon talks about how beautiful tadanobu makes me swoon every time:

“he looked magnificent as he came towards me. his resplendent, cherry-coloured court cloak was lined with material of the most delightful hue and lustre; he wore dark, grape-coloured trousers, boldly splashed with designs of wisteria branches; his crimson under-robe was so glossy that it seemed to sparkle, while underneath one could make out layer upon layer of white and light violet robes. as the veranda on which he sat was very narrow, he leaned forward so that the top part of his body came almost up to the blind and i could see him clearly. he looked like one of the gentlemen who are depicted by painters or celebrated by the writers of romances.”

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Double cake 🍰

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Such a tease 😋.

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i have 2-3 more ideas for this concept

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Naoya ✨

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Alucard. <3

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nanami’s side of the bed wouldn’t even be called nanami’s anymore. you sleep there nearly every day, blaming it on how the pillows smell of him.

nanami’s clothes aren’t his anymore, you're sleeping in his shorts and t-shirt tonight. you wore his shirt yesterday, and took his ties for some clothes experiments last week.

nanami’s sacred pens are no longer his own, he finds them on the table after you tried to scribble up something and forgot to put them back.

nanami’s mugs are now shared, always in the dishwasher even when he doesn’t recall using them at all. 

nanami’s thoughts don’t belong just to him anymore. you’d bug him about it all day if he doesn’t share what he’s thinking — so he, with an exasperated sigh, tells you what’s on his mind.

nanami’s salary doesn’t go straight to his savings account like it used to, instead taking a portion of it to spend on you. ‘you’ means gifts, flowers, dates, trips, trinkets, and so on.

nanami’s weekends aren’t as quiet as they once were; now they’re chaotic, full of so much of you. 

nanami’s fridge is full nowadays. candy, leftovers, ice cream, cheese, cake, bread, and the list goes on. so many things that don’t go along with his diet fill the once-empty shelves.

nanami doesn’t spend as much time in his study as before you moved in. now old books are left to collect dust, long forgotten in a room that’s never lit. even when he decides to pick one up and read it, it’s the minute that he sees your face the book is tossed away.

nanami’s happiness still comes from days off, but now it’s because those days are spent with you. days when he slept long and ignores the world are long gone, now he gets to sit and focus on you, watching as everything else becomes nothing but background noise.

nanami has always been sure he’s not looking for marriage, at least not right now. but he swears that ring looks so perfect for you. there’s no way he’d miss it. 

nanami stands in front of the bathroom mirror 5 minutes late every day because you’re still figuring out how to fix his tie the right way without any help. he can’t seem to rush you, though — what’s being precisely on time have on your little giggles as you sit on the sink and struggle to finish a task he could have done in under a minute?

nanami has been spending so much time eating as of late, more time than he can afford. while he used to finish a meal in approximately fifteen minutes, now dinners could stretch to two hours. he couldn’t get off the table early when you sit across from him, talking and joking and doing anything that’s not eating. he simply can’t possibly not indulge in the little conversations, appreciating every moment he gets to spend in your presence. nanami’s life wouldn’t even be called his anymore. you’re a storm, invading his life all at once, bringing in your chaos along with you. you’ve infatuated him, you’ve assailed his senses and changed his very being. every time nanami’s eyes align with yours, he prays your presence isn’t a fleeting one. he silently hopes you don’t leave as suddenly as you came, that you plan to stay.

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cant believe i never posted these kokushibous here…